I had heard someone hit the wall from the hallway. I suddenly got worried that Harry had lost his temper, again, and had hit Blake. I quickly raced out the door with Liam and Niall right on my heels. I turned the corner and saw Blake pinned up against the wall and Harry's body pressed against hers their lips locked together. I Felt a growl rise from deep in my throat as I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and threw him against the wall on the other side of the hallway.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing Harry?! That's my girlfriend and you're engaged!" I screamed as Harry gripped his forearm.
"She deserves someone who can take care of her and will really love her, she's not just a sex toy Louis!" Harry growled. I lost it. I charged Harry and swung my arm back as I felt my fist connect with his face. He stumbled back into the wall, blood dripping from his nose and busted lip. He reared his arm back ready to hit me, but Blake quickly jumped in before Harry could take a shot.
"Stop! Harry go home!" She screamed throwing her hands out. I watched Harry wipe the blood from his face as he walked away.
"Louis. Can I talk to you? Alone." She said calmly glancing at Liam and Niall, who quickly made themselves scarce, leaving us alone.
"I have nothing to say to you, Blake." I said coldly.
"Louis, he kissed me. I didn't kiss him back. And that was only after I realised you were just using me for sex!" She exclaimed on the verge of tears.
"What the hell are you talking about?!" I shouted
"I heard you talking to the guys, telling them how I was easy and you kept flashing my virginity like a fucking gold medal!" She yelled as anger flashed in her eyes.
"That's what you think?! Oh my god! Maybe if you had heard the whole conversation or just simply asked me instead of assuming and being a cheating whore, we wouldn't be in this mess!" I growled harshly. I saw her take a step back in shock as tears filled her eyes and quickly began to stream down her face.
"That...that's what you think of me?" She choked out between sobs.
"I think it's time for you to go." I hissed, turning away from her. I heard her turn around and run down the hall in tears. I sighed in stupidity.
"Fuck." I muttered under my breath.
I sprinted all the way down the hall. I didn't bother to wait for the elevator, I just wanted to get the hell out of there. I raced down the stairs and finally came to a stop outside of my flat, gasping for air. I noticed the door was jarred slightly. I figured I had probably forgotten to close it and that it was nothing since on Louis, Niall, and I lived in this building. I opened the door cautiously and felt around for the light switch. I flipped it and the lifts came on, illuminating the empty room in front of me. I walked forward looking for anything out of place that might have resembled a break in. I suddenly heard the door close and whipped my body around only to see a tall, muscular man standing in front of the door. He was wearing a black leather jacket, a maroon t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and combat boots. His jet black hair was combed back nicely, exposing his piercing green eyes. Eyes I'd hoped to never see again, eyes I would recognise anywhere.
Fear flooded my entire body and I froze to the floor in front of the kitchen counter.
"Damon." I breathed shakily.
"I'm back kitten." He grinned devilishly, using his pet name for me from all those years ago. It sent chills up my spine and through out my entire body. Then, he pulled out his knife.